At this moment, her eyes suddenly opened.

Like autumn water, Qingluan opens his eyes, the golden lotus is dazzling, and the blood mark dances!

Bad time, the breath of the West Courtyard is awe-inspiring!

A pair of black eyes, like the vast starry sky, blinked slightly, as if the starry sky was also absorbed into the black pupils.

"You're you, you're going to bury me alive?"

The girl stood up, and her voice was as cold as the deep winter of December, and the ice was broken.

In the face of such a voice and such eyes, several family members were all stunned and did not dare to enter an inch.

It was only after they came back to their senses for a moment that they remembered that the person in front of them was a waste, a waste known as the shame of the Hou Mansion!

"Hey, it's just a piece of waste, you still want to ......"

One of the housekeepers sneered and was about to step forward to move her, when he raised his hand and suddenly noticed a numbness on his arm.

"Wow!!"

The gushing blood spilled over the heads and faces of several family members, and the outstretched arm could never be recovered, because it had been severed shoulder-high.

"Just a family, dare to stretch out your hand in front of me, be beheaded!"

Her voice was cold, without a hint of anger.

Silence, absolute silence, silence to the point where a pin drops can land with a sound.

"Ah, my hands! Ahh!!hhhhh After a while, the family Ding Fang hugged his broken shoulder and cried out, and the others jumped away as if they had seen a ghost, looking at her in horror.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" Zhang Zhongming asked with a pale face.

The girl's forehead flashed with golden lotus, and her eyes swept him slightly, as if she was looking at a dead person, without emotion.

", or die!"

A shiny and worn firewood knife was in her silky little hand, although it was worn, but it was sharp, like a thousand-year-old ice dagger.

How could Zhang Zhongming and the others stand this kind of momentum, screaming and running away together.

Without a group of ghosts crying wolf howls, the west courtyard suddenly quieted down.

The eldest lady looked at Leng Meiying in a daze, her eyes were full of pity, she hugged Leng Meiying in her arms, stroked Leng Meiying's hair and cheeks with both hands, and kept muttering: "Shadow, my shadow, is this true??? My daughter, my shadow has finally woken up, and you're scared to death! You, don't leave your mother behind, without you, your mother might as well be dead......"

The coldness in Leng Meiying's eyes When he heard the cry of the eldest lady, the ice broke through the snow, and a feeling that he had never felt before appeared in his heart.

Family affection, is this, the taste of family affection?

It turns out that one day I can taste the taste of family affection, this kind of taste, so strange, but it makes people yearn for it, the heart, as if it is a soft feeling, gentle?

Leng Meiying, who has been regarded as a monster since she was a child, has never known what family affection is, but now this strange place has given her this heartwarming feeling.

"Mother!" Leng Meiying was still a little unaccustomed to it at first, but once he opened his mouth, he found that the word was not so difficult to shout. "Mother...... I, in the future, I will not leave you again! ”

With a mother, Leng Meiying only felt that there seemed to be something more on his shoulders, heavy, but very heartwarming. Do I finally have a mother?

Is this true? Leng Meiying suddenly didn't want to open her eyes.

She really wanted to lean into her mother's arms and didn't want to come out. It was an instinctive feeling, but it was the first time she had ever felt it.